Alice? Alice? Is this wonderland?
Have I gone mad? Was this planned?
Doctor, am I crazy?
This world isn't hazy.
Tea time?! Tea time?!
I'm not quite dressed.
Ooh is this alright?
It's the shade of your body-less head.
Oh come on, it's not that bad.
I'm the exact opposite of mad.
High as a caterpillar, smiling like the cat.
"You're drinking too much potion!" Said the enormous rat.
I wake up in the white padded room.
White queen's castle I presume.
We're all mad here, we're all scattered.
Here, I am the Mad Hatter.
(( So basically the person slowly becomes insane. The potion is their medication they stop taking bc the large rat said so. Obviously the white padded room is a nut case house.))
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PoetryThese are really just poems. Some are about corruption, some about emotions, and some are scary stories. The first few poems are terrible,but give it time. They have gotten pretty good. WE BROKE 400 VEIWS!!! YAY!!!!!
